
Is there meaning within the weave?
A reason why we have to breathe?
A good cause for all the endless grief?
With a solvable mystery underneath?
A message writ within the fern?
A secret handshake, I didn’t learn?
A coded scheme we have to find?
Somewhere buried within our mind?
A missing link? A silly plot?
A stupid, unnumbered dot-to-dot?
A rehearsed part we have to play?
With scripted words we have to say?
A game of chess: with me, the pawn?
A hidden plan for which we’re born?
Is there meaning within the weave?
A reason why we just don’t leave?
About the Creator
Ashley
I'm supposed to give you a compelling reason to read more from me, but the truth is my life is not exciting at all. The exact opposite. You don't want to hear that I have a beautiful wife and two amazing sons. Or that I'm a failed assassin.




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